How we came to be—
such a wonder
such a mystery
I desire to unfold.
We were leaflets afloat
in a puddle over
earthen depression
soon to dry up,
soon to wither.
We were blown
away by the same wind,
meeting new
junctions far
from each other;
how I longed for
your clarion smile.
We wither in peace
but I rise a new tree,
and so have you
over the course
of days I loved true.
